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Share your own authorings (preferred). Cultures from abroad, seeking to intertwine and offer a taste from the kettle of feeling. Here, savor your neighbors thoughts and marinade your own in what just could be the sauce to an award winning dish.

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Comment by Pete on June 10, 2009 at 11:50am
OK, I'll go out on a limb and post another one from the band days -- one that, unfortunately, never got recorded beyond the demo stage. So it goes.

BUTTERFLY

Butterfly sings all alone, a simple melody
Softly wings appear to flutter by in harmony
So far she flies away from home
Before the noonday sun she flies alone

In the early morning hours warmed beneath the sun
Singing, dancing through the flowers ‘til the day is done
Sometimes you stop to say hello
And sing of love felt long ago
Then spread your wings to go, little butterfly.

Dreams are made by lovers long before they find their way
Life is too short to be lonely, love, but it’s okay
The time is right to try your wings
You make the morning bright, the dawning spring

Will you come again tomorrow, won’t you change your mind?
Taste the sweetness of the nectars you have left behind
Once more before the summer’s through
I’d like to spend some time with you
And love you when I do, little butterfly.

Say goodbye, you know September clouds are full of rain
I can’t look for sunny weather when each day’s the same
You know I’ll miss you when you’re gone
But I can understand it’s time you travel on

Soon the browns and golds of autumn leaves will start to fall
Will your heart be that much colder, will I hear you call?
No rainbow colors I can see
As skies hang grey in sympathy
And I just can’t be free like a butterfly.

MP3 to follow.
Comment by Suky Cannon on June 10, 2009 at 11:49am
brings back lots of memories Liv...zipping along the back roads of western Connecticut in MG3. Great, thanks..!
Comment by Liv on June 8, 2009 at 9:53pm
This little piece was written when I was on one of my solitary drives in my British sports car. The weather was wild.. high winds, stormy skies, leaves flying and I was also flying along, racing my little Spitfire along a winding country road. It was a wild ride...
Later that day I found out that I had been driving through the winds of hurricane Juan, which happend to take roofs of buildings while I was enjoying myself in my convertible car.

The last drive of autumn
By Liv Haasper

There’s no doubt about it. Fall has arrived in the northern community. The chill of frost hangs in mid air and a strong wind howls across the corners of the old barn. Leaves are brilliantly coloured in shades of green, yellow, orange and red, tumbling down into the interior of my little red sport car, my Triumph Spitfire.

It’s a vintage convertible, the ‘other’ love of my life. The old rag top is still folded away in the hope of one last open top drive of the season, wind blowing in my hair, breathing in the fragrance of the land, inhaling the musky smell of rotten wood, the fragrance of freshly cut hay, watching the changing colours of the sky while gliding along a long, winding road. To drive, just drive…..

I refuse to accept the fact that I have to put my little summer companion into its shelter for the winter season. I cherish the last warm days of autumn. I slide into the familiar seat, the place I belong, caress the leather- covered wheel, start the engine and listen to the deep rumble. We’ve both been waiting for this moment.

She’s alive and ready to go. I sense the excitement of both machine and I, the joy of running against the wind, powerful and strong. Leafs are tossed at speed and I’m flying with them, branches swaying wildly to the chorus of the howling engine, trees bending in humble acceptance. I’m reduced to a speck, a molecule, under the wing of Mother Nature’s wild fury..........and love every single minute of this wild ride. I tilt my face into the already darkening sky, into the chaos of clouds and debris......and expect to be picked up by the storm, Spitfire and I, and catapulted into the ditch that is running beside the spinning wire wheels. I long to be covered up by the leaves and twigs until the next summer, as not to face the long winter ahead without my dear little car.

The wheels keep on turning and the engine is purring the old familiar song while we continue driving through the swirling landscape. Great flocks of songbirds have gathered in front of me and scatter away with fright as I slice through their midst without mercy.

When evening closes in on us, I finally find my way home. I watch the geese leave their northern breeding grounds, heading south, while I wonder if I should follow. Drive down that winding country road; make my own path to a place where the warmth still lingers for just a little longer. But, my heart is in the North Country. I’ve learned to accept the changes of nature in this challenging landscape. I’m content in the knowledge that snow will soon arrive and my little car will rest comfortably in a cosy, dry place during the long dark hours of winter.

We’ll both prevail until the first days of spring, until we drive again, my Firefly and I.
Comment by Liv on June 8, 2009 at 9:43pm
Hello Louis and Suky,
I just read this.. have been out sailing until rain forced me home.. LOL

I've been writing since I was a kid. I've been into all kinds of art since I was a kid. Published a bit of it in the news letter I was editing and in a magazine I was working for.
However, most of what I've written ..so far.. has not been sailing related and, English being my second language, it's probably more of challgenge for me to put my musings into words.

I'm going to copy something I wrote a while ago for the news letter I was editing.
Comment by Suky Cannon on June 8, 2009 at 8:50pm
I love this poem piece - from Ocean Girl
"She starts--she moves--she seems to feel
the thrill of life along her keel,
And spurning with her foot the ground,
With one exulting, joyous bound,
She leaps into the ocean's arms!"
-Longfellow
Comment by Suky Cannon on June 6, 2009 at 5:22am
before daybreak the songbirds
sing their wisdom
if only we were up to listen
and call back with our tunes


sc grrls sail press
Comment by Suky Cannon on June 6, 2009 at 5:03am
“It is not often that someone comes along who is a true friend and a good writer.”
 E. B. White
Comment by ___/)ances With Sails on June 5, 2009 at 3:28pm
Yes, Liv. I was hoping to get some original writings as feedback. Nevertheless, posting of your favorite/inspiring authors (as another discussion promotes) are welcome. My ambition is to motivate myself to relax in life and focus on composing my thoughts to again dream of another place and another time.
My writing efforts have been an experience. I have been sitting on them for too long and thought it was time to share. Some has been versed to fit another’s request for lyrics or simply a letter or expression (many are to concubines which I feel yall aren’t ready for, lol). With some I have attempted my own illustrations as I considered a book. Some I would like to put music to. I can get carried away with, impressing myself and always feel rejuvenated after a moment of compositing. Without interruptions, my mind does go out and play. Solitude allows this play time for when life calls, it is back to the grind.
I hope others are encouraged to also vacate themselves from a life of dictation and supersede into a dream far beyond their inhibitions. It is a therapy of its own and is waiting for you to make the time. You’ve got the thoughts. Share in your interesting way.


Write On!
Comment by Pete on June 5, 2009 at 1:37pm
The MP3 is on my page -- at least it was yesterday. I'd better check to make sure. Thanks for the feedback, Suky.
Comment by Suky Cannon on June 5, 2009 at 1:34pm
So happy to have some company here.... Liv, perhaps you'll be inspired to write something new ! and Pete.... very wonderful ~ love that 'cosmic sea' & I look forward to the audio ~ !
 

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